ICKY // vicky

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    ‘ Don’t be sad, go get a tattoo ’ were words Naomi lived by. Her small frame was covered in all sorts of art, from her ankles to her collar bone. Nothing really made sense tattoo wise, her skin was filled with small tattoos all telling a different story. Her favorite was the rose on her left hip, despite the uneven lines and splotchy coloring, it was her favorite. Most people would assume it was terrible cheap tattoo from a drunk birthday bygone, but Naomi was proud to have the first tattoo Maverick Strickland had given someone else.

She pulled her bike up to the tattoo shop, locking it onto a nearby street sign. It had been awhile since she last got a tattoo, never in Brighton. Her friends had said good things about this specific shop. Her nerves calmed slightly as she saw the small hand written sign in the window that read ‘walk-ins welcome’. What’s the fun in having an appointment anyways?

She hadn’t even noticed him when she walked in, she didn’t even realize he was there until she heard the nickname. No one had called her that in a very long time. Unlike Maverick, Naomi wasn’t hiding her excitement “ Maverick! ” She called out, a massive smile erupting on her face. She moved to meet him in the middle.

“ Hell- I can ask you the same question. I go to the uni in town. And just- ugh, ” she let out a small chuckle, her brain unable to make a single coherent thought, “ I missed you so much.” She finished, smiling warmly. She slowly stuck her hand out, needing to touch him in some way to make sure he was really here and not some figment of her imagination. Her fingers left a ghostly touch on his bicep. Her heart rate rose as she left her hand on his arm for maybe a bit too long. The muscles in his arm felt alien to her. Everything about him seemed alien; this wasn’t the same man she had watched leave at the Sydney airport all those years ago. But his eyes, those hadn’t changed. No matter what he could do with his appearance, Naomi would always recognize her Maverick’s eyes. They had seemed to only get better, now full of so much more life; that made her happy.

it was so strange to share his space with her again. it was so beyond mind boggling to see her in the flesh. oh how he wanted to pull her into his arms and taste her lips like he had years ago. though, he was aware that if he did then it would be so uncalled for. he couldn’t help but flicker his eyes down to her lips. his smile grew at the sound of her voice, the cute little australian accent that made him feel at home. 

“ bainbridge? since when? ” his tone was shocked, the smile on his lips growing wider at the feeling of her hand against his skin. moving his own hand he placed it over hers, calloused fingers brushing over baby soft skin. “ shit nomi, i promise i missed you more, ” though he wasn’t completely sure about that, he just knew that no other girl compared to her. he didn’t know if it was because she was his first love, or if she was his only love. he was fully aware that he wasn’t the same guy she saw board the airplane back in sydney. his hair was longer, it was blonde, and his tattoos had completely consumed his body. his lower arms and a little bit above his elbow remained bare, but other than that he was covered. 

“ i got to bainbridge. i’ve been going since i got here. i’m almost done with my undergrad. truthfully i’m thinking about getting my masters. ” he couldn’t quite remember if he ever disclosed which college he was attending when he left home. either way, he felt this was a miracle that she was here. “ you look really nice, ” he spoke without thinking. though, he didn’t feel that he had to hide anything from her. he didn’t want to be nosy, but he couldn’t help but want to know if she was seeing anyone. it was fine if she was, but if she wasn’t then that meant he didn’t have to think as her ex-boyfriend. “ so, are you living here with someone or are you living on campus ? ” that was the slyest way of asking that question, but he was sure she read right through it. he spoke as he walked towards his little cubby, ushering her forwards.

[ickeyvickey]

wowza this is a thread!

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princess sun, bitch moon, brat rising

[ickeyvickey]

CLOSED FLASHBACK THREAD:

victoria never really cared much about the fact that she lived in a practical mansion, but she was so proud of how her family got this far in the societies. it was a path that she was so happy with because this path helped her find the one person that she truly felt at home with. teddy montgomery seemed to be the man of victoria’s dreams, he was so charming-- so wonderful to be around. she’d spend the moments that she wasn’t around him doodling her name in combinations with his. victoria montgomery sounded so sweet on her tongue and looked so pretty on paper. 

they had a date, well it was more or less a night on the town. she’d guess they’d spend most of it sharing kisses and innocent touches. for now she sat with her legs criss-crossed with a makeup brush in her hand. in front of her was the beautiful man that she thought so highly of. she shaded soft black eyeshadows in the creases of his eyes before pulling back slightly and laughing. 

“ teddy, you’re not allowed to look any better, ” she teased, lips turning into a bright smile as she leaned in and pecked his lips. “ do you want a lippy? or do you just want to share mine ? ” // @strawberryfieldsforevcr​

[ickeyvickey]

victoria had a habit of stress decorating. she’d hang plants up only to take them down seconds later and replace them with dangly lights simply because she constantly needed change. ever since evie left vic spent most of her time just trying to replace the hole in her heart with all sorts of imported plants. the apartment that was once very clearly shared by two siblings, now looked as if only one plant-crazed lady lived here. which was so very accurate to victoria’s current state. 

pretty painted toes padded across the tile floor, a tall potted plant tucked under her left arm while her phone occupied her right hand. everything was doing as good as it could be without evie accompanying her in the small apartment. but when vic rounded the corner, she heard the doorknob rattling and instantly she peaked behind the wall that barely covered her or her large plant. 

loudly she shouted towards the door, “ i have a weapon ! ” but that was so not true as she prepared herself in a position to throw her potted plant. // @tcthestarswhclisten​

[ickeyvickey]

OPEN: 

a little pink organic cigarette dangled between two of victoria sutton’s fingers. her nails sparkled in the sunlight of the afternoon, she made sure to always have them coated with a bit of glitter just so she could watch them shine. she played a pretty nice part, pretending to be as high class and sophisticated as her mother. the truth of the matter was that she was so far from fleur sutton that it hurt to even think about their similarities. 

she was a really good actress as she sat at an outdoor table, long legs crossed as she held a copy of vouge. it was all the same and quite honestly it was BORING. way too uninteresting for the young blonde. placing the magazine on the table, vic picked up her tea and began to take a sip before noticing a familiar face-- well, head. getting up, she abandoned her vouge and her slightly cool tea and walked her way over to the person. she puffed away at the rest of the cigarette and placed herself next to the person she saw. 

“ you look awfully lonely over here, figured you might want some company. ” / @bainbridgestarters​

[ickeyvickey]

HEAVEN TAKE MY SOUL.

( saoirse ronan, 26, cis female ) Welcome to Bainbridge University, VICTORIA SUTTON ! SHE is in HER THIRD year studying PHOTOGRAPHY, and is from LONDON. They are known for being SENTIMENTAL, FLIRTATIOUS, SARCASTIC and LAZY.

ENGLAND KEEP MY BONES.

henlo! i’m your resident moony pie, also an admin ‘round these parts! here’s one of my many children. this is my favorite child, mainly because i’ve fleshed her out so much that i know her like the back of my hand. pls <3 <3 let me know if you wanna plot.

BIO.. KIND OF.

daddy is a stockbroker named domhnall and momma’s name is fleur and is a fashion designer.

while victoria sutton wasn’t born with her father’s bright red hair, her wit was smothered in it. vic always knew that if she wanted something, she would have to go and get it herself. 

she’s the oldest of both of her siblings, which brought stress to victoria because she would much rather be out climbing a tree than taking care of a baby sister or brother. instead, she found a loophole, she’d bring them with her. hoisting little sister evie up while baby charlie was strapped to her back. she adored her siblings more than she adored anything in this world. they gave her hope to get out and be whoever she wanted.

before evelyn was born, victoria was fleur’s protege... which made no sense to vic because the only interest she’d ever taken in fashion was when she ripped the poofy sleeves off of her party dress. that was just because the lace kept poking into her arms. this sort of unwanted guidance gained much disdain towards fleur from vic. 

aka “ i hate my mom “ syndrome.

as with her father, domhnall, she was way closer to him than anyone in this world. he was always around when she needed him. when it came to her mother, it seemed like she was too preoccupied with her clients than vic or her siblings. domhnall would wake up early before he had to go to the office and make them breakfast. he was and is the apple of vic’s eyes. her rolemodel for sure.

as of right now, vic is studying photograpy and living with her sister, evie, as well as evies dog frodo and vic’s cat princeton. 

she tries to take care of everyone else before she takes care of herself. but she’s very intense and loves to party and drink. she’s really into smoking weed and doing things that her mother would hate her to do. 

she’s really smart and usually friends with everyone.

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pls hmu for any plots.